Another Extreme Shower

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Forecast 1: Under a Hot Sun

It was a well known fact that Sasagawa Ryohei was an extreme person.

He did everything to the extreme: boxing, talking, eating, sleeping, everything. In fact, he was so extreme, he felt sorry for the people and things who just weren't. The dishes, for example, were just so unextreme that they just couldn't handle being washed.

Which is why, one beautiful Monday afternoon, the entirety of Namimori Middle School figured out who his crush was. Even himself.

"What? You mean I like him?" he shouted, standing up much too quickly for the poor desk serving as a lunch table, nearly knocking the meal all over his sister.

It made sense, now that he thought about it. He always found his gaze wandering over to the baseball field during Math class, always imagined being the first one to congratulate the ever-popular pitcher on a win, throwing his arm around his taller underclassman; normal stuff like that. It was only normal to want to be there for a friend. And there was definitely nothing out of the ordinary in noticing the way his friend's ass moved as he pitched a baseball. It was a totally normal thing to want to just grab at that nice, sexy buttocks during the younger teen's warm-up stretches. Definitely okay to have dreams about walking into the bathroom to find a beautiful, handsome, young, Japanese baseball enthusiast in the tub waiting for him. Needing him. Extremely.

That he thought at all about something today that wasn't boxing was fairly extreme in his own right, at least according to his sister. But Kyoko was right. She always was.

"Then I should tell Yamamoto!" he boomed, oblivious to the giggles and hushed whispers that erupted soon after.

"W-wait! What? Why?" his sister cried, completely surprised, "You shouldn't just—!"

But he was already gone, pounding through the halls, yelling at the top of his lungs for the pitcher to show himself. He went through every classroom, every hallway, the baseball field, the girl's locker room, the boys' locker room, the boxing club meeting room, and eventually found himself on the roof of the school. Before the other boy even had a chance to say anything, he found himself tackled to the floor in what one would've normally misconstrued as an attempt to crush every bone in his body.

"Yamamoto! I love you, go out with me!" Ryohei demanded, pinning the poor boy to the ground.

"Sure," Yamamoto grinned, forcefully loosening the death grip on his midsection before getting smothered by what he thought was supposed to be a brief kiss.

"Good," the older boy muttered, securing his arms around the winded athlete.

"Just one question," Yamamoto said, letting his head lean against Ryohei's, and smiling broadly, "What happened to 'like?'"

"Not extreme enough."

END

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